(i pray that she’ll be able to find the agreement paper which she lost huhu)
it is now in kaida contemporary gallery’s inventory.
heavily stepping on each hollow stairbox
represents my weary walk on this earth
no one really knows which to turn to
should i go left?
should i go right?
should i just jump below and start over?
which are the windows
from which are just doors?
are they really closed or open?
are those steel bars
or my bones?
is someone following me?
or just imaginations
or an effect from watching films
each proving its own ideologies
who is telling the truth?
was she blue? was he red?
were they feeling purple today?
where am i again?
what am i stepping on?
am i floating?
oh yes, i’m walking on the staircases
to where again?
it’s so dark in here
but i see bokehs of three impenetrable lights
slowly circulating, in front me
They keep telling me to follow them
They keep telling me to not hold hands with darkness
They keep telling that they are the Truth and Light of my life
sometimes, most of the times i do not know where i am
whose emotions i am feeling now
when my chest is very, very tight as if a baby elephant starts to tickle my chest with its foot, i now know that my emotions are at peak
thanks elephant!
where am i again,
i really don’t know sometimes
my mind tends to flutter somewhere over the rainbow, outside the universe
i thank the genuine people who are helping me
even if my emotions and mind roads are like kaleidoscope
they are lines, shapes,forms, textures, lights,shades, and values everywhere but
The Three keep telling me to always choose and use their Light, the Word of God, which serves as my lamp to my feet especially when everything is dark and chaotic.
Psalm 119: 105 (nasb)
“Your Word is a lamp to my feet And a Light to my path.”
how about you?
to where are you going?
what are you stepping on?
what does your walk on this earth looks like?
i hope that you only use His Light wherever you go for it is the only unbreakable Truth at all times.
